Battling Records of the Chosen One Chapter 65
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Battling Records of the Chosen One Chapter 65: Refining a Spiritual Weapon
Chi…
Lin Xun held the inscribing pen in his hand and started to carve. A wisp of spiritual energy rushed to the tip of the sharp pen along the straight purple body and changed into a very thin light, constantly huffing and puffing.
With his wrist turning flexibly, he dipped the pen tip into the scarlet spiritual ink. Suddenly, all the ink was absorbed into the tip and the light turned into burning fire, red like blood.
These two steps were called “alluring spirit into inscribing pen” and “absorbing ink as energy source”.
The integrating degree between the spiritual power and the inscribing pen was very important. An inscribing pen with high quality would be more sensitive in alluring the spiritual power and thus be able to absorb the spiritual ink fully.
At this moment, Lin Xun sat straightly in front of the table, his deep eyes staring at the Swallow-wing Saber on the table, seriously and calmly.
Without hesitation, he took up the inscribing pen to work on the bright and clean body of the saber, making a melodious rustle.
It could be seen that some really thin scarlet lines were flowing under the pen tip, like ink blooming in the clear river water, tripping and delicate.
With his wrist moving like a flexible snake, Lin Xun inscribed in a skillful way, accurately, neatly and smoothly.
Although it was his first time to do it, Lin Xun was not anxious or nervous at all.
Because he had practiced it for so many times in the past, he knew well every detail about inscribing a spiritual tattoo and every point in the whole process.
Learning from Master Lu, Lin Xun had been dealing with all kinds of basic spiritual tattoos from childhood and gradually mastered their essence.
As for the Explosive-flame Spiritual Tattoo he was inscribing, one of the basic spiritual tattoos, it was just the one he used to inscribe on the arrows for killing Lian Rufeng and his crowd before in Feiyun Village.
This time, however, the carving was different, since it was inscribed to refine a real spiritual weapon!
A spiritual weapon was a mighty treasure that could exert great power when it completely agreed with a practitioner’s spiritual power!
The only thing that made a spiritual weapon different from an ordinary weapon was the spiritual tattoo on it, which gave it amazingly mighty power.
The arrows on which Explosive-flame Spiritual Tattoo was inscribed before were just semi-finished ones, due to the common-quality spiritual ink. Such spiritual weapons could be scrapped totally after being used just once, so they merely counted as semi spiritual weapons.
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Therefore, this time Lin Xun bought a Swallow-wing Saber and a plate of Red-fire Spiritual Ink of high quality. The Explosive-flame Spiritual Tattoo should be inscribed perfectly to suit with the Swallow-wing Saber in material.
Only in this way could a real spiritual weapon be made and unleash great power in use.
Lin Xun couldn’t be more careful with it despite knowing well and having practiced it for millions of times.
The process seemed to be really easy. One needed just a carrier, that was, a weapon, to carve a spiritual tattoo on the body.
However, the actual refining process had strict requirements on the spiritual tattooist who should have the spiritual power of the level of Gang Spirit Realm to be strong enough to inscribe a perfect spiritual tattoo.
Otherwise, the refining would break down halfway due to insufficient spiritual power.
Being in Marrow Washing, the fifth level of Martial Realm, Lin Xun was now far from Gang Spirit Realm.
The good thing was that it was the spiritual power rather than cultivation that mattered. Lin Xun could offset this shortcoming with his thick and strong spiritual power.
In fact, thanks to the four spiritual vortexes in his Heart Vessel and Four Acupoints, Lin Xun now possessed great spiritual power, huge, condensed and pure.
After refining for four times through the spiritual vortexes, Lin Xun’s spiritual power was much purer and more condensed than that of other common practitioners although he seemed to be no different from others in the fifth level of Martial Realm in cultivation.
That was also why being in the fifth level of Martial Realm, Lin Xun dared to try refining a spiritual weapon.
Chi chi…
The pen tip moved like burning flame, forming fine and intricate scarlet lines on the blade of the Swallow-wing Saber.
As time went on, Lin Xun’s perception and spiritual power reached a perfect fit to the Purple-pheasant Inscribing Pen he was holding. He was working, ethereal in consciousness and unfettered in thought.
Over time, his inner spiritual power was disappearing moderately, but far from the point where the power ran out.
A light flashed through the surface of the stilly hanging Gate to Heaven in the Sea of his Consciousness and disappeared swiftly. But Lin Xun was too focused on inscribing to notice this.
At the same time, Lin Xun finished the last line of the Explosive-flame Spiritual Tattoo. An invisible wisp of air gathered in the pen tip quietly as he put down the inscribing pen.
In a split second, feeling his wrist grasped by an invisible hand, with no time to hesitate, Lin Xun turned the pen subconsciously to finish the last line, naturally and smoothly.
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Raising his wrist and looking at the finished Explosive-flame Spiritual Tattoo, Lin Xun got dumbfounded, because it looked the same as what he was familiar with, but gave him a sense of unspeakable strangeness.
Could he be out of his sense?
Before he could think about it carefully, with a humming sound, thousands of dazzling lights breathed out like flames on the shiny and clear surface of the Swallow-wing Saber and shortly quieted down again.
Looking at the Saber again, a touch of light scarlet like flame emerged on the surface, generating an unprecedented spirit, glaring and thrilling.
Seeing this, Lin Xun couldn’t help feeling joyous. Without hesitation, he took up the saber.
Boom!
With spiritual power infusing in it, a dazzling blaze flew out of the Swallow-wing Saber which lighted up the whole room. Swaying the saber lightly, Lin Xun could even hear the sound of explosions like fulminating lava and explosive fire.
I made it indeed!
Lin Xun was a bit in a trance with bright eyes.
He was sure that this Swallow-wing Saber had been transformed into a real spiritual weapon from an ordinary one.
But he hadn’t expected that he should make such a success for the first try in his life.
Master Lu had mentioned that as a spiritual tattooist, whoever he was, he would certainly be confronted with risks of failure in refining spiritual weapons, regardless of how well-experienced he was.
In other words, failure was normal in refining a spiritual weapon, while the condition without failure was abnormal instead.
Why was a spiritual weapon so expensive in the market nowadays?
Because behind a successfully refined spiritual weapon, there were always multiple failures, wasted spiritual materials and ink, as well as the spiritual tattooist’s painstaking efforts.
Usually, in all spiritual tattooists’ view, a spiritual apprentice like Lin Xun, in the fifth level of Martial Realm, , had no way to refine a spiritual weapon successfully.
However, Lin Xun made it, right in the first time!
Even Lin Xun himself was in a trance with the unexpected success, who had prepared three copies of spiritual ink and three Swallow-wing Sabers in advance, just in case he failed.
Who would expect that all the preparation won’t come in handy.
Surprising enough!
Blankly looking at the Swallow-wing Saber in this hand, which should be called Explosive-flame Saber now, Lin Xun was touched with emotion.
Who would expect that a spiritual apprentice in the fifth level of Martial Realm could refine a spiritual weapon successfully, right in the first time?
What would other spiritual tattooists think once knowing about it?
Thinking of this, a special smile crept on Lin Xun’s mouth, but eventually he shook his head and decided not to speak it out unless beaten to death.
The outstanding usually bore the brunt of attack. Lin Xun had known this long before. And if anyone knew this, he would absolutely get stuck in many unexpected troubles.
“Hereafter, I will count on you to make a fortune…”
Staring at the Explosive-flame Saber, Lin Xun murmured and decided to sell it out tomorrow!
To refine a spiritual weapon, Lin Xun had spent 60 imperial silver coins merely in buying three Swallow-wing Sabers and three plates of Red-fire Spiritual Ink.
Besides, he had spent 30 imperial silver coins on renting and others on food and daily goods. Of the 300 imperial silver coins he brought at the beginning, Lin Xun now had only 130 or so left.
Making no money, he would be poor and blank soon after.
Fortunately, the Explosive-flame Saber was successfully refined and could be sold at a good price as a spiritual weapon.
Though having little idea about its current price on market, Lin Xun knew that a spiritual weapon would be worth more than 50 imperial silver coins regardless of how inferior it was.
“This one is better than your saber. Are you sure you want to sell it out?”
Shia Zhi’s voice arose.
Surprisingly, Lin Xun found it was already dawn and Shia Zhi was still sitting next to him without going to sleep, which was unusual indeed.
“Since it is a spiritual weapon, only a practitioner in the level of Gang Spirit Realm can exert its highest power.”
Lin Xun replied randomly, “Of course, despite that, with this Explosive-flame Saber I can surely fight better compared with using the Sky Breacher. It is a spiritual weapon after all.”
Saying that, Lin Xun couldn’t help sighing, “But we need money now. I have no choice but to sell it out. In the future I will refine a new one by myself once there is a chance.”
Shia Zhi said thoughtfully, “But I think the saber is fantastic in material and you’d better keep it with you.”
Lin Xun got touched, since he knew the Sky Breacher given by Master Lu as a self-defensive weapon was fabulous for sure. According to Master Lu, the spiritual material of forging the Sky Breacher was so rare that even he himself was unable to inscribe a spiritual tattoo on the blade.
From this one could imagine the uniqueness of the material.
It was also because the Sky Breacher was still unable to be refined into a spiritual weapon so far, the unique material seemed useless.
To his surprise, Shia Zhi should also recognize the Sky Breacher’s uniqueness. That was amazing indeed.
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